Browne Jackson - Nino lyrics

Nino, walking around on Sunday Nino, just one more kid in L.A. With a hubcap and a stick in his hand In his own parade, leading the band His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand Nino, three thousand miles away Nino, la familia stares at the bay Turning off Sunset Boulevard Playing the fence around somebody's yard Thinking of home and keeping tumbao on the hood of a car Nino, people will know you one day Nino, they're going to call you El Rey Nino de la playa why la ciudad Nino de las calles why la verdad El ritmo de tu pueblo se siente aqui Al canto de la tierra que vive en ti La magia de tu mano en el tambor Retumba aqui con alma why con sabor Why al toque de campanas al sonar Los Angeles te guardan desde el mar (Child of the beach and the city Child of the streets and of the truth The rhythm of your people is felt here To the song of the country that lives in you The magic of your hand on the drum Resonates here with soul and good feeling And at the strike of bells as they ring The angels guard you from the sea)